Pirate’s Brood Order

There were black ripples in the mirror, just like the reappearance of the scene just now. The pitch-black color was like wild ink. When it merged into the cracked eye sockets, the whole mirror was instantly dyed black.

There is no propagation of light.

The mirror surface was dark and deep, and no reflection could be seen, but strangely, there was a black light reflected, which penetrated into Gana's eyeballs.

The deep light seems to erode and pollute the space, and the evil and gloomy power is filling the eye sockets of Gana, which is violent and seems to violate the rules of this world, and the cold power that is not allowed is rampant in his eye sockets , A gap was trembling in the writing wheel eyes of the eternal kaleidoscope.

The evil and cold power spread to the brain along the gap between the pupils of the eyes, and the whole face was deformed and distorted immediately, and the terrible pain seemed to tear his soul apart.

If it was a normal human soul, it would have been torn apart by this force in an instant. However, the souls of the apostles are not normal human beings. Their souls are intertwined and stitched by countless black shadows, which look abnormally terrifying. Scary, but also extremely tough and indestructible.

Their souls belong to the Brood, to Arlin!

The sinister power obviously couldn't tear off the black clothes of the soul, but fortunately it swept towards Gana's body. In an instant, the skin and flesh of Gana's whole body cracked inch by inch, like an orange peel cracked by the sun, and the folds rolled up to reveal the whiteness underneath. bones.

Countless rust worms were wriggling to save and heal, but then Gana was submerged by the cold force, like waves of slapping tide.

The flesh of the whole body was cracked, and the flesh of the cheek was twisted and sunken towards the eye socket, as if all the flesh and blood spirit of the whole body had been sucked out by that eye.

Click!

The neck turned stiffly, and a Sharingan on Gana's arm suddenly shattered.

The strange flow of time, as if the rules of this world were deceived and deceived, Gana's body recovered, and then the darkness seeping out of the eternal kaleidoscope Sharingan swallowed him madly again.

"The body is disintegrating and reorganizing, is it the wrong combination?"

Enilu squinted his eyes half-closed. He looked at the shattered Gana on his arm, which was suffering from severe pain and his flesh was torn, and said coldly: "Are you sure you don't want to take out that eye? , maybe you will really die?"

Gana's strength is recognized by Enilo. Although they are indifferent to life and death, it is not worthwhile to die like this.

"Pull it out, what a joke, the closer to the torture of death, the more terrifying the power contained in this eye, the more I want to get it!"

Gana bared his teeth, and three Sharingans on his arm have been shattered one after another, which means that he has collapsed and reorganized three times, and he has endured the pain of body fragmentation and reorganization three times.

A paranoid and morbid madness appeared on Gana's face. He raised his head with difficulty and looked towards the edge of the palm where the thick black mist condensed. A white cloak was getting wet in the rain.

Yarlin lowered his head, his pupils contracted slightly, the cross pattern between his eyebrows was deep and mysterious, and there was a scarlet spider lying on his shoulder, with a face of death growing on the spider's back shell, and he was also looking down curiously Ghana.

"Gana, you are the apostle I value very much. It is no problem to pick out that eye and find another one, but if you want to gamble with your life, that is your own choice, and I will not stop you! "

"It doesn't matter if the final outcome is life or death!"

Yarlin's voice converged into a line, echoing in Gana's soul over and over again: "Your soul belongs to me, but life and death are up to you. As an apostle, this is the right you deserve!"

Another Sharingan exploded and extinguished its luster.

The curvature of the corner of Gana's mouth was full of presumptuousness, full of paranoid madness and pathology, "This is not the right to commit suicide, this is the highest honor of an apostle!"

Behind Yarlin, apostles in black robes came out one by one, standing on the edge of the black mist palm, all focusing on Gana with solemn eyes.

As apostles, they are the sharpest weapons in Yarlin's hands. They have no power to choose life and death, but must follow Yarlin's will. The value and significance of their existence is to implement Yarlin's will.

"Gana, even if you die here today, you will die with glory!" All the apostles thought in unison.

bang bang bang...

Amidst the successive crackling sounds, the overflowing darkness in the pupils became dim. Gana opened his eyes angrily, staring straight at the mirror in front of him. There seemed to be strange ripples behind the mirror covered by the darkness. What picture is about to emerge through the darkness.

Maybe next time, maybe never!

The Sharingan connected in series on the arm exploded into hollow meat holes one by one, leaving only the last Sharingan still spinning, at a very fast speed, as if it would explode at any moment.

"The last one, if you die, Gana, the title of the Seventh Apostle will be someone else's!" Enilu was the closest to Gana, and he had already seen a gap in the sharing eye, and he chilled. Said loudly.

"die?"

Gana doesn't care about death!

"The title of the seventh apostle can only be my Gana!"

But Gana absolutely does not allow this title to become someone else's. He let out a low howl from his throat, which made people have no doubt that if someone dared to snatch the title of the Seventh Apostle, even if he died, he would turn into a ghost to claim his life.

Click!

The last Sharingan exploded, all the Sharingans looted from Danzo's arm were exhausted, and the last Izanaki technique was launched.

The body returned to its original shape, the cracked vertical marks in the Eternal Kaleidoscope Sharingan's eyes dissipated, and the darkness became increasingly dim. The depth of the "ink stain" in the dark mirror was fading rapidly, and Gana's figure slowly emerged from it.

The cheeks were withering, the cracked skin was slowly withering, and black flames escaped from the skin, burning Gana's body bit by bit.

It was like a time-delayed race, but it was not known whether Gana was first swallowed by the black fire into dross, or whether it was the figure in the mirror that fully emerged first.

The eternal kaleidoscope Sharingan is spinning strangely, and the cracked vertical lines are slowly shrinking, becoming narrower and narrower. However, Gana's body seems to be exhausted and is about to wither and wither.

"I!"

"Gana!"

"The seventh apostle!"

"I must be the most powerful apostle under Yarlin's command!"

The body shell is withering, and when the last flame covers the head, the whole body is burned into pieces of black debris floating in the air, and the remaining roar echoes in the air unwillingly...